This is but a taste of the terror that Saruman will unleash. All the more potent for he is driven now by fear of Sauron.
Ride out and meet him head on. Draw him away from your women and children.
[Leans forward and puts a hand on Théoden’s chair. Théoden looks at his hand warily.] You must fight.
ARAGORN:
You have two thousand good men riding north as we speak. Éomer is loyal to you. His men will return and fight for their king.
THÉODEN They will be three hundred leagues from here by now. Éomer cannot help us. I know what it is that you want of me.
But I will not bring further death to my people. I will not risk open war.
[Gimli takes a bite of his bread as he watches the exchange between Aragorn and Théoden.]
ARAGORN:
Open war is upon you. Whether you would risk it or not.
THÉODEN When last I looked, Théoden, not Aragorn, was king of Rohan.
[Gimli takes a drink and burps.]
GANDALF:
Then what is the king’s decision?
[Scene shifts to outside Meduseld] HÁMA By order of the king, the city must empty. We make for the refuge of Helm’s Deep. Do not burden yourselves with treasures. Take only what provisions you need.
[People are moving about, gathering their belongings and preparing to move.
Gandalf, Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli walk towards the stables.]
GIMLI:
Helm’s Deep! They flee to the mountains when they should stand and fight. Who will defend them if not their king.
ARAGORN:
He’s only doing what he thinks is best for his people. Helm’s Deep has saved them in the past.
[They enter the stables]
GANDALF:
There is no way out of that ravine.
Théoden is walking into a trap. He thinks he’s leading them to safety. What they will get is a massacre. Théoden has a strong will but I fear for him. I fear for the survival of Rohan. He will need you before the end, Aragorn. The people of Rohan will need you. The defences HAVE to hold.
ARAGORN:
They will hold.
GANDALF:
[Turns to Shadowfax and strokes him] The Grey Pilgrim... that’s what they used to call me. Three hundred lives of men I’ve walked this earth and now I have no time. With luck, my search will not be in vain. Look to my coming at first light on the fifth day. At dawn, look to the East.
ARAGORN:
[Opens the stall gates] Go.
[Legolas jumps back as Gandalf rides out of the stable and over the plains of Rohan.] [Éowyn opens a chest in which lies a sword. She unsheathes it and begins to practice. She swings around and is met by Aragorn, who blocks her parry.]
ARAGORN:
You have some skill with a blade.
[With a swift move, Éowyn swings her sword and renders Aragorn vulnerable, gaining the upper hand.] ÉOWYN [Stepping back and sheathing her sword.] Women of this country learned long ago: Those without swords may still die upon them. I fear neither death nor pain.